Disclaimer: The TV show Dark Angel, all of the characters that appeared on it (Max, Zack, Logan, etc.), and everything else that has to do with the show belong to their respective owners, not to me. No money is being made off of this fic. I only own the original characters (Becky/X6-405, etc.).

Notes: I guess more spoiler-ish stuff for "Hit A Sista Back" and "...And Jesus Brought A Casserole."

Becky chained her motorcycle up and started walking around. This town is really nice. It's too bad Jeff isn't here right now. It sucked that his brother almost got caught by some soldiers, but it was a good thing that Jeff and I were as close by as we were. Jeff said he'd call me when he'd gotten him settled into somewhere new and that he'd meet me wherever I'd be. I can't wait. And it's not because I have more-than-friendly-feelings for him! No way. Like I've said before, every guy that was made in Manticore is hot. The fact that Jeff happens to be even hotter than most of them does not mean that I have those feelings for him!

"Somebody's having deep thoughts tonight," a voice said from behind her.

Becky jumped and turned around. She grinned. "Zack! You're here."

"I got the message you left on my voice mail," Zack said. "Are you gonna stick around here for a few days?"

"I don't know," Becky said. "I only got here a few hours ago. It's really nice here, though. It's kind of chilly, but I guess that's because we're as close to the ocean as we are. Oh! That reminds me." She took off her backpack and opened it up. "I know your birthday's coming up in a few days and I don't know if we're gonna be in the same city then so I'll give you your present now."

"Becky, you know I'm not the present type," Zack said.

"I know," Becky said. "But I think that this is one present that you won't have too much of a problem receiving or using." She reached into her backpack and pulled out a brand new automatic weapon and some clips for it and handed them to Zack. "Happy birthday, big brother."

Zack grinned. "This is the model I like. It looks brand new."

"It is," Becky said. "I first found it on the black market back in Seattle when I was looking for something for myself and I found it again back in Chicago when Jeff and I were passing through there, so I got it for you. I'm glad you like it."

"I do," Zack said. "It's a beauty." He tucked the weapon into the waistband of his jeans and shoved the clips into his pockets and adjusted his leather jacket. "Speaking of Jeff, where's he right now?"

"Resettling one of his brothers," Becky said. "He got a call from his brother 437, who's going by Vance these days, yesterday morning. Fortunately, we weren't too far out and we helped him and Jeff's getting him set up someplace else. He's going to meet me wherever I decide to go next."

"Okay," Zack said. "When are you going to head back to Seattle?"

"Maybe in a few days," Becky said. "I might stick around here for a little while like I said and then I think I'll take the long way back to Seattle. I was thinking about heading south down the coast until I get to Georgia and then going straight west and then going straight up the west coast when I reach California. Maybe I'll ask Jeff to meet me in Alabama and then we could head back together from there. I don't know exactly what I'm gonna do yet, but that seems like as good a plan as I can come up with right now."

"Sounds good," Zack said.

"What about you?" Becky asked. "When are you getting back to Seattle?"

"I think in a day or two," Zack said. "I might stick around here, but not as long as you probably will. I'll probably also take a quicker route to Seattle."

Becky smiled. "She's just as anxious to see you as you are to see her."

"I know," Zack said. "I miss her so much."

"I know you do," Becky said. "You guys are really lucky to have each other."

Zack nodded. "We sure are."

"This is a pretty park," Becky said. "We're pretty much by ourselves, too. Just us and..." She zoomed in and saw only someone lying down on a bench a few yards in front of them. Becky's eyes widened in surprise. "Zack. There's a young woman on the bench a bit in front of us. Take a look."

"All right," Zack said. He zoomed in and almost gasped in surprise. "Brin."

"Wow," Becky said.

"She looks like she's sleeping. I don't want to wake her up," Zack said. "Is she pregnant? She looks like she might be."

"It's definitely possible," Becky said. "She most likely participated in the breeding program."

"Thank goodness they never made me participate," Zack muttered.

Becky grinned. "Yeah. Though how much do you want to bet that they would have hooked you up with Max? You had an opportunity wasted, Zack."

Zack gave Becky a Look. "Very funny." He turned his attention back to Brin. "Thank goodness she's okay. She looks okay, anyway."

"She most likely is," Becky said.

Zack nodded and suddenly he and Becky looked up and ducked behind a nearby bush and zoomed in on somebody approaching them and Brin. "Not good and not going to happen."

The young soldier walked around the park, bored out of his mind. I'm supposed to be looking for any transgenics, but that could be looking for a needle in a haystack! Come on, wouldn't they be in a big city where there's more people so it'd be easier to blend in? What are the morons in command thinking, do they want to search every single small town in America? Give me a break.

He turned around and saw a young Asian woman sleeping on a bench and grinned. Look what we got here! Damn, that girl's a babe. Looks like she might be a few months pregnant, but I don't care. I've done fat chicks before and my brother said he and his wife had sex when his wife was pregnant and it didn't seem to have hurt my niece any, so what the hell! It's been way too long since I've gotten any.

He walked up to the bench and looked down on Brin. She's even more beautiful up close! Should I wake her up first or should I get right down to business?

Brin woke up when she heard someone walking up to her, but kept her eyes closed. Oh no. Please just let it be some random homeless person or someone harmless. This isn't what I need right now!

She opened her eyes a crack and saw the young soldier leering over her. No! He's not going to do what I think he's going to do! He better not do what I think he's gonna do! What am I gonna do? I don't want to risk hurting my baby. Brin fully closed her eyes again and tried not to cry. I'm paying for it now. I really am. She thought she heard something, but dismissed it. I'm hallucinating hearing a transgenic move. I'm so desperate for help that I'm hallucinating.

Zack narrowed his eyes and turned to Becky and signaled to her. Becky nodded and quietly took out her gun while Zack blurred almost noiselessly behind the soldier that was trying to sneak up on Brin. This is not happening in your lifetime, asshole.

The soldier grinned and took the guns out of his holsters and moved to take off his clothes. This is gonna be the best one of my life! I just know it! I—

Brin tensed. Maybe if I can grab his throat and strangle him before he can do anything to me or the baby. It's my only chance. She blinked in surprise when she heard the sound of an elbow connecting with the back of a head and someone falling to the ground. She sat up and turned around and saw Zack standing over the now unconscious soldier. "Zack?"

"It's me, little sister," Zack said.

"What are you doing here?" Brin asked.

"I was checking on someone else," Zack said. He motioned for Becky to come out of her hiding place.

"One of the others is here?" Brin asked. "Who?"

"Not one of our family," Zack said. "Well, technically she's my family and I'll explain later."

"Who?" Brin asked.

"Me," Becky said.

Brin recognized Becky quickly. "405? You and Zack are related?"

"Brother and sister," Becky said. "My name is Becky."

"Mine is Brin," Brin said.

"Do you have anything in your apartment that's crucial?" Zack asked.

"No," Brin said. "I'm not strapped right now and there's nothing—" She paused as the soldier's walkie-talkie came to life.

"Corporal Wilkins, where the hell are you?" a male voice said. "The commander got new orders from that NSA prick who's in charge of the deal." Becky and Zack both looked alarmed. "You need to get back to base for a briefing before you get back on your rounds."

Zack made a motion and started to leave. Becky held up a finger and quickly bent down and found the soldier's wallet and grabbed the money and credit cards out of it and took the soldier's guns and handed them to Zack, who gave one to Brin. She made a few more gestures. It'll be less suspicious if it looks like a plain old mugging and robbery.

Zack nodded and they ran away from the park and towards Zack's motorcycle. Zack made another motion and Brin and Becky ran to a car parked on the side of the road. Brin broke into the driver's seat and let Becky in and quickly hotwired the car and followed Zack. They drove for awhile until they got to a motel several miles out of town. Zack got them a room and they went inside and sat down on the two beds. "That was a little closer than I thought it was going to be." He turned to Brin. "Are you okay?"

"I am," Brin said.

Becky looked at them and knew that they needed time alone. "I'm gonna go back into town and retrieve my bike. I won't be too long."

"Take your time," Zack said.

"I will," Becky said. She left.

"It's been awhile," Brin said.

"It has," Zack agreed.

Brin burst into tears. "Zack, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry for everything. I screwed us over so badly. I didn't know. I didn't know anything."

"It's okay," Zack said. He hugged Brin.

"All I wanted was to have my family back with me," Brin sobbed. "Renfro knew that so she gave me—gave me the orders to bring Tinga to that place in Seattle. She told me that Tinga needed some special testing done before she could be returned to Manticore. I believed her. I didn't know what she wanted to do with Tinga. I swear I didn't have a clue, Zack! I never would hurt Tinga. Never."

"I know," Zack said. He'd remembered seeing Brin when Tinga had turned herself in and had figured that Renfro had tricked her somehow. "That bitch Renfro could manipulate anybody. She had me thinking that Max was dead and she convinced Max for awhile that I'd succeeded in sacrificing myself."

Brin cried harder. "I had no idea that it was Maxie on that operating table. I swear. I just thought that you were going to kill yourself and I couldn't let you die. I could have killed Max."

"You weren't the one that almost killed Max," Zack said. "The X7 clone of hers was the one that fired the bullet that almost killed her. Not you. You were only trying to save me. I should be thanking you because both Max and I are alive and well." He looked at Brin and knew exactly what she was going to say next. "Max doesn't hate you. She always believed that you were never completely turned. She never lost faith in you. That's what families do, Brin. They love you no matter what. They never lose faith in you."

Brin nodded. "I know. You're right."

"Speaking of families," Zack said. "Are you pregnant?"

"Yes," Brin said. "Did you know about the breeding program that Renfro started a few weeks after you guys blew the DNA lab up and everything was moved to Seattle?"

"I know about it," Zack said. "I'm just grateful they didn't make me participate in it. That's how you got pregnant?"

"Yeah," Brin said. "They started the program in the first full week of April, I think. I got put into it almost a month later and I got pregnant pretty quickly after that. The baby's due in February."

"Becky told me before the fire that they were trying to force Max into the program," Zack recalled. "Max wouldn't let the guy touch her, though. Who's the father? Is it someone we knew from before we escaped?"

"No, but you're close in a way," Brin said. "His designation was 494. I guess he's Ben's twin or something. I guess they didn't want to take too much of a chance with me and figured that I'd be more willing if it was someone who at least looked familiar to me. Once he got me pregnant, he didn't come by my cell anymore."

Zack didn't know how to react. Alec was Brin's breeding partner before Renfro assigned him to be Max's? That bitch was sick. "That's interesting. They reassigned him to Max apparently a few days or so before the fire."

"Did Max leave him intact?" Brin asked.

"Just a big bruise on his chest and a threat of worse," Zack said. "I've seen him around, actually. His name is Alec. Max named him."

"He was a smart alec," Brin agreed. "I just hope the baby doesn't get that from him." They paused when they heard a motorcycle approaching and sure enough, Becky came back into the room a minute or two later.

"I'm back," Becky said. She threw her duffel bag and backpack down on the floor and sat down in a chair and looked at Zack and Brin. "What's our next move?"

"We'll stay here for the night and get some sleep," Zack said. "In the morning, we'll go find a van big enough for our motorcycles and then we'll move out."

"Where do you want to go?" Brin asked.

Zack thought for a moment before he answered her. "We're going back to Seattle."

TBC